Amazingly.

Pulling up to her home you park in her driveway. You take a moment to take some deep breaths and calm your nerves a bit. It wasn't a date you had to remind yourself. Just two friendly people getting to know each other over some business. The butterflies in your stomach certainly didn't agree though. Now or never you figured, and you got out of your car and went to ring the doorbell. You felt like your heart was going to explode as you waited, and then it felt like you might faint as you heard her heels approaching the door. All of it faded away to be replaced with amazement when Marie opened the door.

Her hair was now straightened and hanging a little past her shoulders. She had on minimal makeup you noted, but that only seemed to enhance her beauty even more. The black dress she was wearing fit her body like a glove, and you had to concentrate heavily on not staring at the generous amount of cleavage on display. She smiled at you as you stood there utterly dumbfounded for a moment.

"Hello" she greeted you like she was trying to reel you back to reality.

"Uh..buh..." you stammered and quickly cleared your throat "I'm so sorry for staring. I just wasn't expecting...I..." you try explaining and close your eyes briefly to reset your brain "Hello Marie. You look extraordinarily beautiful tonight" you finally manage to get out.

"Oh, a charmer huh? Thank you for the compliment. You clean up pretty good yourself sir" she answers reaching out to tug on your sleeves to straighten your shirt a little bit. Seemingly satisfied she strokes your arm one last time before smiling at you. The feeling is almost electrical when she touches you, and you realize you'll have to be careful not to buy every house she shows you a picture of.

"Are you ready to go" you ask her.

"Let me just grab a jacket and my purse" she says turning around. You notice the dress has an exposed back that goes almost all the way down to her ass. You swallow hard seeing the beautiful sight as she ducks out of view. She quickly returns with a jacket folded over her arm, and a purse in hand. "Shall we" she says motioning towards your car.

"Of course. Do you want to drive" you ask.

"Tempting, but no. I'd like to experience being chauffeured around in this beauty. I'm sure she's a fun drive though" she replies. Nodding your head you both make your way to your car, and you open your passenger door for her to get in. She grins and gets into the car. You notice she looks around at the interior as you shut her door for her. You step around and get into the drivers seat.

"This is a very nice car. I always liked Mercedes" she says still looking around.

"Me too. I have been wanting to get one for a while now and decided to finally get one" you reply starting it up.

"Is this an S500" she asks as she buckles up.

"It's an S580 actually. I couldn't resist getting a V8, and I have quite a few extra options that had been installed" you chuckle as you set directions into the screen and begin the drive to the restaurant.

"I agree with you on that one. If you can get your partner to agree to spending a bit more you might as well treat yourself a little, right" she asks.

"Maybe, but I don't have a partner at the moment so I didn't have to plead my case to anyone" you reply.

"Really? I figured you'd have been off market by now" she says looking at you with a single raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"Almost, but she left me for parts unknown a few months ago" you reply.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Breakups are never fun even when they are amicable or needed" she says looking out the window a little sadly you notice.

"Yeah, it's a difficult thing" you reply.

"But let's get off that silly topic" she says clapping her hands on her legs. "Tonight is about my favorite thing to do...selling houses" she chuckles.

"Your favorite thing" you ask smirking.

"Well...one of my favorite things" she says smiling.

"What is it about selling homes that you like so much" you ask her.

"It makes me feel like I'm taking care of people you know? A home is a place where you want to live for the rest of your life. You live in it, you create a family in it, you create amazing memories in it. I get to be a part of that with the homes I sell. It feels good being able help people find a home they want to do all those things in" she replies.

"That's a really nice way of looking at it. I can see why you'd enjoy it so much then" you tell her.

"So what is it you do for a living Wyatt" she asks.

"Well right now I'm kind of in an entrepreneur category I suppose" you explain stretching the truth a little bit "I'm just looking for the next thing to catch my eye and invest in" you add.

"I see I see. So what attracted you to this particular house" she asks you.

"It has everything I've wanted. The view in the pictures was beautiful, the neighbors are there but a good distance away, open concept, it's a little bigger then I was initially looking for but still reasonable. The colors in the rooms are appealing, the hardwood flooring looks beautiful. I won't know until I'm actually inside of it, but I could really see myself enjoying living there" you answer. "The pool and hot tub certainly help as well" you add chuckling.

"Mmmm, yah I wish I had a hot tub. I've been trying to get my husband to get one, but he's pretty against it. I'd use it all the time though" she says wistfully.

"Well if I do buy the house you could always come use mine" you say with a nervous laugh. Marie looks at you and smirks.

"Be careful. I might just take you up on that offer, so now I really want to sell the place to you" she smirks as you chuckle nervously. The remainder of the car ride is idle chat, and you finally arrive at the restaurant. You pull up to the front and a valet takes your car away. You are a little surprised how nice the restaurant is, but Marie explains that she knows the owner really well and often takes clients here to impress them. You let her know it is working.

The dinner is really nice, but you are more interested in Marie certainly. You find it incredibly hard not to steal glances at her cleavage, and you doubt she's unaware of that. Several times as you caught a glance you swore she pushed them together. Overall you found it difficult to determine if she was actually interested in you or was just using her feminine wiles to throw you off a bit in hopes of a sale. She did show you a few more pictures she had taken of the home that she didn't have on the sites. To show you she scooted her chair around to sit next to you. You don't even remember what the pictures looked like. All you could focus on were the times she grabbed your hand, or when her breast pushed against you.

You found yourself having a really good time with Marie. Her stares could practically melt you, and you found it easy to talk with her. You certainly didn't want the night to end, and as the night went on you found yourself feeling a little sad that every minute that passed was leading you closer to parting ways. However, Marie asked if you wanted to go see the house after dinner. She said she had full access to the house at any time, and she'd love to show it to you sooner rather than later. You happily accepted. You were in such a good mood that the night wasn't over that you tipped the valet one hundred dollars.

On the way to the home the talk was pretty minimal. Like a sense of nervousness had crept over the situation. You knew why you were nervous. You were fantasizing about ripping off that dress and bending her over, but what was she nervous about you wondered. Was she thinking the same things?